I've been wishing for you, wishing on you; Is this the reason why my dreams don't come true because they don't need to? When you're here dancing as the pale moonlight across my shadowed skin; it's only in the dark when I can let you in, and we can see each other best and in our brightest. So paint yourself on the canvas of my thoughts; allow me to be the blank pages you need. I'll empty myself for you to fill me whole with this dance of the thirteenth month— a tribute birthed out of this tune. When it ends I'll never move again the same way I did before: because now you are the echoing pulse of my bloodstream, and I'm completely anew like the full moon.
Inspired by SVT's Performance Unit's song 'Lilili Yabbay/The Dance of the 13th Month'. I love the theme of the song, the dance's choreo, the genre; from the scenery, to the fluid movements which flow between the dancers' extremities and the fabric that wraps around their skin. Ever heard of a song that's part of a dance, not just a dance that's part of a song? This is one of those rare kinds of songs.